Fu Xuechen, is this interesting?

The eldest princess hesitated to speak, looked at his cold eyes, and finally did not open another word.

She turned around and said, "Forget it, let's put our marriage on the agenda as soon as possible. My father is already suspicious of our relationship."

"Your Highness, don't forget that our marriage is just to cover up the truth." Fu Xuechen reminded her.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but the current situation forces us to take our relationship to the next level." The Princess glanced at him and asked tentatively, "Why? Is the Prime Minister worried about explaining to Miss Su?"

Fu Xuechen cast a scrutinizing gaze upon the princess's face, his voice as sharp as an icy blade, "This matter has nothing to do with her, but marriage is no joke. I hope the princess will reconsider."

The eldest princess was extremely angry, but she did not show it at all. She just ordered him to leave.

When Fu Xuechen returned to the Prime Minister's residence, Qian Jue came to report: "Miss Liu is pregnant, and she also found out that the person she slept with was not you, the Prime Minister. Now she is crying and threatening to hang herself."

"If she wants to end her life, then let her go." Fu Xuechen rubbed his brows tiredly. "If she has come to her senses, then I will marry her off in a grand ceremony."

Thinking of something, Fu Xuechen continued to instruct: "It is not convenient for me to see Su Qingli now. Bring her to another mansion to see me tomorrow."

Qian Jue was so worried about this difficult task that he couldn't sleep all night.

As soon as the sun rose, he squatted outside the Qi Mansion to guard Su Qingli.

When they saw her walking to a more remote place, they tied her up in a sack and took her away on a carriage.

After arriving at the mansion, Qian Jue ordered his men to untie Su Qingli and throw her into the side room.

When Fu Xuechen arrived, he saw Su Qingli rubbing her red and swollen wrist, curled up in the corner looking a little helpless.

Seeing the person coming, Su Qingli grabbed the celadon cup on the table and threw it at him, but failed to vent her anger.

When will he let her go?

Broken porcelain exploded at Fu Xuechen's feet, but his eyes remained fixed on the marks on her wrist. He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Did they kidnap you?"

Su Qingli pulled her hand back and slapped him, "You're just pretending!"

Fu Xuechen was hit and turned his head to the side. He glanced at her red and swollen eyes and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He looked away, walked to the side, picked up the medicine box, and took out the ointment.

"Let me apply the medicine on you first."

Su Qingli stepped back in resistance, "No need to be so hypocritical, just let me out."

Fu Xuechen pressed her into his arms without explanation and lowered his head to apply ointment on her. "I just asked Qian Jue to bring you here. I didn't expect him to tie you up."

His strength was so great that Su Qingli couldn't break free at all.

She could only raise her head and bite his neck.

Fu Xuechen's thin lips turned pale, but the pain made the blood vessels on the side of his neck bulge. "If you can calm down, then bite it."

Su Qingli let go of him and said weakly, "Fu Xuechen, is this interesting?"

Hearing this, the man's pupils shrank slightly. He stared at her intently, leaned over and pecked the corner of her lips, and then separated immediately.

Fu Xuechen curled his lips in aftertaste, "I think it's quite interesting."

Before Su Qingli could react, the advantage had already been taken.

She gritted her teeth, quickly raised her hand, and was about to slap him.

Fu Xuechen didn't stop her, but said meaningfully: "I said, if you hit me, I will kiss you."

He leaned closer to her and said, "Fight me. I'll think you're asking for a kiss."

"That's unreasonable." Su Qingli angrily withdrew her hand and pushed him away. "Aren't you afraid of hurting the princess by doing this?"

Fu Xuechen was puzzled and frowned as he asked her, "Why do we always have to bring other people into our relationship?"

Su Qingli glared at him for a while, then turned away. "Master Prime Minister has caused so many romantic debts, and now you blame me for dragging others into this."

"I have nothing to do with them. You are the only one in my heart." Fu Xuechen wanted to hold her hand, but she dodged to the side. He looked away disappointedly. "Of course, this is not something worthy of praise. It's what I should do for the person I love."

If it were like this before, she would be happy all day long.

But where was he when she was in the most pain and despair?

Now she is filled with desolation, has no desires or demands, and just wants to live a peaceful life.

Su Qingli lowered her eyes indifferently, unmoved by his words.

Fu Xuechen sighed softly and gestured to the outside as he turned around.

In just a moment, the maids came in one after another, carrying steaming dishes.

Eight Treasure Duck, Rouge Goose Breast, Crab Roe Lion's Head...

They are all Su Qingli’s favorite dishes.

Su Qingli's eyes flickered, and Fu Xuechen glanced at her white knuckles and took the first seat. "I just want to treat you to a meal."

"But I have no appetite when I'm with the Prime Minister." Su Qingli refused coldly.

Fu Xuechen smiled bitterly and stood up again. "Eat, and I'll send someone to take you back after you finish."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Su Qingli stared at his figure, which was stretched out by the candlelight and finally disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

She looked down at the carefully arranged dishes in the food box, and suddenly tasted salty and astringent on her lips. Although she had no appetite, she still forced herself to eat a few bites.

When Su Qingli returned to the Qi Mansion, she felt extremely exhausted and fell asleep leaning on the couch.

In the underground secret room.

Qi Jinqian lay on the bed, with Su Qingli's changed underwear scattered around him.

He hooked her gold-colored bellyband with his fingertips and pressed it against his bare chest, then almost reverently put it to the tip of his nose, with a dark possessive desire surging in his eyes.

The flickering candlelight revealed his half-lit, half-dark profile. "Su Qingli..."

Yinhan stood outside the door until the breathing sounds in the room gradually stabilized, then he knocked on the door and entered.

Glancing at the mess on the bed, Yin Han lowered his head and knelt on one knee to present the wooden box. "Sir, these are Miss Su's nail clippings. They are all stored by date."

Qi Jinqian looked at the nails that shone like pearls, "So beautiful."

He picked up a piece and gently put it into his mouth, with twisted satisfaction in his eyes, "Every inch of her should be mine."

Yinhan kept his eyes down, not daring to look at Qi Jinqian any more, let alone the messy women's clothes on the couch.

…

Su Qingli suddenly woke up from her sleep with a strange wet and slippery feeling on the soles of her feet. She lifted the quilt and saw that her snow-white ankles were neatly covered with white socks, with nothing unusual.

She stood up and opened the door. The moonlight spread palely on the ground. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful.

Su Qingli covered her chest, closed the door, and lay back on the couch, but she couldn't sleep well.

She didn't sleep well for several days.

Every night when I close my eyes, I always feel that there is someone standing outside the bed curtains, but every time I pull them open, there is only the cold moonlight shining on the empty boudoir.

On this day, Su Qingli delivered the cloak she made by herself to Tan Xi's mansion.

Seeing the faint blue-gray color under her eyes, Fu Xuechen frowned and asked, "Miss Su, have you not rested well these days?"